meyers

What do you guys think that happened to Suguru's belongings?

Suguru left suddenly, didn't have time to pick anything up, and never came back to jujutsu high to do so. I imagine Satoru forbidding everyone to enter Suguru's room, forbidding them to touch anything at all. But neither would he.

He would enter Suguru's room just to look at all the memories and the parts of him that were left there, watching how the time dusted the photographs and furniture.

Or maybe he would allow it, only at the beginning, when they investigated the circumstances of the massacre, trying to find clues. They sure left the room a mess and Satoru put everything back as it was before.

Sometimes he will knock on the door just because he has the sleepy delusion of hearing his voice on the other side again. He will stare out the window, he will drag his fingers through the dust on the nightstand wondering why.

Satoru won't let anyone into Suguru's room for years.

: ̗̀➛ Jigokuraku relationship hcs 𐇵

» featuring: tenza, shion, fuchi, gabimaru

» neutral reader ; no nsfw

➛ Yamada Asaemon Tenza

» This boy is a sunshine. He'll probably always try to make the first move in the relationship and be the first to propose a date. He's the type of man who would pay for you and give you flowers. He's careful with those he loves, not just with you, so that includes the rest of the people in his life as well.

: ̗̀➛ S62 childhood headcanons 𐇵

»» author's note: some hcs about those s62 characters we hardly have any info on! TW for the canon typical violence, mentions of child neglect and similar things, eds, abuse.

»» What characterizes, for me, the s62 is that none of them have "a place to go to"

➛Yasuhiro Mutō

» He grew up in a broken family. His mother was a battered woman, and although Yasuhiro was never abused, he witnessed her constantly being beaten.

» When he was seven years old his parents divorced and his mother took custody of him. By then, he had already turned into a troublesome boy.

» He was never a model student. He didn't bully others, but he could grab anyone in lunch time and beat them up without saying a word. He used to smoke in the bathrooms and hang out with other troublesome kids like him, even though he didn't consider them friends.

» He always felt somewhat alone.

» On the outside he was a quiet guy, quite expressionless and barely speaking. However, inside he had fire. If something made him angry, he didn't hesitate for a single moment to crush what was bothering him.

» He was expelled several times for bad behavior. His strength always made him respected by all the schools he went through.

» The night before he was arrested and sent to juvie, he had an argument with his mother. Things escalated and he ended up hitting her. It's his biggest regret.

» When he left juvie, his mother kicked him out of the house. Well, she didn't kick him out. She directly never opened the door for him. Yasuhiro was left completely alone. He ended up turning to Izana and together they gave name and shape to the Generation of Brutality.

» Since then, everything has happened. Drug trafficking, small-scale prostitution, beatings, extortion. Yasuhiro and Izana were feared wherever they went.

» When Izana left for some reason (he later found out that izana cut himself off from everyone because of shin's death), he was left alone again. That's when Mikey found him and proposed to join the Toman.

» He had problems with drugs, but managed to recover.

» Yasuhiro used to go to a small coffee shop in his neighborhood to hang out. He became friends with the owner, an older lady who treated him as if he were her grandson and who always gave him desserts. Thanks to that relationship, he managed to redirect his life, and also have a dream: to have his own coffee shop in the future.

» His calm temperament contrasts with his brutal strength. He's a stoic and firm boy, lover of discipline and authoritarianism. After getting a job it began his interest in historical literature. He liked to read about wars and empires while having a coffee.

» Meeting Haruchiyo was one of the best things that happened to him.

» Sanzu became like a little brother to him. Someone to warn not to use drugs, not to get into trouble, someone to hang out with even if it was in silence, since Haruchiyo was a quiet boy.

» Haruchiyo reminded him of himself and the other members of S62. Hence, he told him that it seemed he had no place to go and that they were similar.

» During the year and a half that they were together, they formed a special bond. Or at least for him it was. He took a liking to him and they even got to share a apartment on one occasion when Haruchiyo was short of money. He came to know that he had left home, but never more than that. Haruchiyo was very closed, and Yasuhiro tried to open his heart.

» His peers always came to him for advice. Especially Kakucho, whom everyone treated as one of the group.

➛Haitani Brothers

» Roppongi natives. Their parents had a lot of money, their father was a prosecutor and their mother a surgeon.

» Despite the luxurious appearance of Roppongi and its inhabitants, they had none of it. Their father mistreated them constantly, he was kinda passive-aggressive, the kind of father who throwed them in the face that he was supporting them with his money and they couldn't complain, the kind of father who finded it very easy to hit them because he thought they were property and not persons.

No Christmas presents, no birthday parties, it was all discipline. If one of his sons failed something he'll made up a mess. The Haitani brothers were quite relaxed and normal in their academic life and that made him very angry. Ran always skipped classes, and Rindou was constantly distracted.

» Ran snapped back at their father constantly. The fights were so strong that to this day Rindou still feels anxiety when he hears someone scream in an argument. It was the first time he saw Ran being violent towards someone and he'll never forget it.

» Despite Rindou being the most sadistic, deep down he's quite sensitive.

» Rindou frequented clubs to escape from his reality. That's where he learned how to use DJ equipment. He also bragged about all the money he had to feel better about himself and create a facade to hide behind.

His alter ego was the strong, attractive boy that everyone loved and praised. When he returned home, he was nothing more than a nuisance to his parents, an offal with which they verbally retaliated.

» On the other hand, Ran always preferred quiet places like libraries to sleep among books.

» Ran was recruited to Max Maniacs after being watched beating up someone who tried to rob him on the street. He really hated drugs and that kind of things. From the beginning he thought of taking advantage of the gang.

» Rindou followed him. He liked to feel he had authority. It was the first time they introduced themselves as Haitani brothers. They refused to follow orders that didn't include both of them at the same time.

» All the money that Ran stole from the Max Maniacs executives he used to leave their house for good and rent an apartment with his brother.

» Then they challenged the leaders of Roppongi Kyougoku, the famous battle that led them to rise in (criminal) popularity and be arrested.

» During their time on Max Maniacs, in fact, they were already quite known for having no mercy with their opponents and, of course, a great sense of fashion.

» Ran is actually a very calm person, but with a very fragile barrier. He's easily annoyed but won't say it, he'll just wait for the right moment to take brutal revenge. He's extremely smart.

» Rindou spent hours in the gym because he never liked his physique. He worked for it until he liked himself.

» Ran went on to develop an eating disorder.

» When they left the juvie they already had a well built reputation so it wasn't difficult for them to get everything they wanted.

➛Shion Madarame

» He lived alone with his alcoholic father. His mother left him behind when he was six years old.

» He suffered quite a bit of neglect and hardly bathed as a child. The money was often not enough for new clothes or school supplies. Shion was the boy who always borrowed pens and pencils because his father preferred to spend all his money on alcohol.

» Due to lack of care, he was always disheveled and some of his classmates shunned him because of his bad smell. He hardly had any friends.

» He fell in love with the first person who agreed to do a group project with him. However, his skills for love are nil and he got nothing. He never knew how to interact with love interests, nor how to cope with that feeling.

» Shion always hated his father, even though he ended up being just as arrogant and boastful as him.

» When he was a child he quite liked to draw. If he stayed home alone, he could spend hours drawing, coloring or gluing tree leaves on paper, marking his hands with pencils. He was good with artistic things and surprisingly had patience for scrapbooking.

» Over time that skill cooled, but as a child he dreamed of being a manga artist.

» The first person he admired was Izana. It was something like respect at first sight. At first he tried hard to please him and always orbited around him. He felt a rivalry towards Kakucho because he was the one who had the most confidence with Izana.

» Indeed, he could never resemble Kakucho. It's his biggest frustration.

» Despite being really annoying when he sets his mind to it, he has an impeccable sense of loyalty. He would die for Izana if necessary and the only thing he would regret would be that he was nothing more than a "weak dog" for others.

» He's twisted. He won't hesitate to get into a fight if he hears Izana's name being used in a bad way. He also doesn't like being teased. He easily loses control.

» He's not good at fighting but stay away from him if he's carrying a knife or knuckle dusters.

» As a child he liked to skate and his scar is from a fall, although he'll say it was from a fight.

» Urgently needs a hug.

» He and Rin hit it off instantly because they both get excited easily in fights. Ran always keeps a close eye on them because he's sharped eyed and see when they're not realizing that something's wrong.

» He developed an anxiety disorder.

➛Kanji Mochizuki

» He's an orphan.

» He grew up in an orphanage in Kawasaki, maybe that's why he understands Izana so well. When he was a kid he was quite active. He didn't mess with the weakest, but he liked to command authority and respect.

When he had the chance, he left the place with his friends and together they formed Jugen, in which he was the leader.

» The discovery of an abuse case caused the orphanage to close, some time later. Mochizuki found out that one of his Jugen mates had been abused back then, so they searched for the director.

They found him when the police were taking him away in handcuffs and Mochizuki beat him up. He smashed in the face of the cop who tried to stop him and he was sent to the juvie.

» In juvie he was quite respected for having sent an abuser to the hospital half dead. He got along well with the locals, and his fellow Jugen mates sent him letters from outside.

» He wasn't a troublemaker. He always did his homework and attended all the programs and classes that were taught there. He liked patio time and exercising by running every morning

» When he met Izana he decided to disband Jugen to follow him. He urged his former teammates to join Tenjiku.

» He ate a lot. He was one of those kinds of people capable of repeating a dish three times and eating the leftovers of others.

» When he met Shion he thought he was crazy. At first he couldn't stand him for always showing off and being so loud.

» He cares a lot about his physical image. He shaves regularly and takes care of his skin. On one occasion Ran complimented how good his hair looked and that was the best day of his life.

» He was always very sensitive towards his S62 teammates. He sensed Izana's loneliness just seeing him speak once, the Haitani's trust issues, the fact that Shion would always leave when someone offered to drink alcohol for fun.

» Something he doesn't like about himself is that he can't quit smoking.

» He likes to spend time alone. When he feels nervous he goes to Jugen's old hideout to smoke or just think

➛Izana Kurokawa (not exactly about his childhood since we already now about it)

» He has undiagnosed adhd.

» He has long conversations with his fish. No one can convince me otherwise.

» His fish lives better than him. He could spend hours just looking at his pet. The latter calms him down and he does it whenever he feels anxious.

» He finds Shion insistent and somewhat annoying. He always orders Kakucho to keep him away from him because his enthusiasm gives him headaches.

» Ran, Yasuhiro and he share a taste for Queen.

» After Shinichiro's death he was on the verge of falling into an addiction to hypnosedatives. He had... some harmful thoughts.

» He randomly zooms out when someone talks to him.

» A childish taste he has are stickers, collecting them. He has a folder full of them.

» Since his time as leader of the Black Dragons, he didn't grow his hair that long again, since it was difficult for him to take care of it. He wasn't very devoted to the physical image of him until he grew up.

» He secretly envy Ran's flawless skin. He had acne that left some marks that he doesn't like.

» He never asks for advice. If he has a problem he'll swallow it and move on, without anyone knowing. He hates crying, he hates it as much as one day he hated himself

» Everybody finds out when he's having a bad day because he treats those around him badly.

» He has a huge resting bitch face. He never controls his expressions.

» Needs a hug but hates physical contact.

» If he has to complain about something, he does it with Kakucho. That poor boy bears all of Izana's annoyances.

» He has a terrifying facility for self-destruction, for losing control and losing himself as well.

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I'm horrible at funny hcs because thanks Wakui and others I'm permanently suffering 😭 but I have some hcs/scenarios...

» Shinichiro secretly learns tiktok dances. Once Wakasa caught him and stood at the door looking at him seriously, saying nothing, until Shin noticed. He begged Wakasa on his knees not to tell the others

» They all had a little argument about what to teach Seishu after the boy said he wants to be like Shinichiro (who smokes too much) and agreed not to bring bad habits in front of him. Secretly Benkei and Wakasa take him to teach him how to pick locks and create their little soldier xD

» Takeomi lets Senju put make up on him and do his hair. He sometimes leaves the house without realizing that he still has colored pins in his hair and rouge on hiw cheeks. He once came to a fight and they all fell silent, looking at him. It was probably the most embarrassing day in his life.

» The only bet Wakasa lost was trying to guess how much weight Benkei benched. He had to wear a cat collar (with bell xD) for a week. Takeomi took many photos of him to remember

» Takeomi doesn't trust others easily. On one occasion when they were visiting Yokohama they asked a guy for directions and after he answered, Takeomi was like 🤨 and refused to follow them, so our guys spent two hours completely lost. Wakasa was the one who had the worst time, because he hates walking under the sun, and he will remember that forever

» Wakasa hates horror movies because he gets scared easily. Once, while watching a horror movie they all agreed that Takeomi would discreetly leave his place to grab him by surprise by the shoulders from behind. The great White Leopard ended up clinging to Shin in the most shameful way possible, screaming. They never finished the movie

» Shinichiro and Takeomi went to class together. Once they were in the hallway talking about a teacher that Shin hated and he started talking bad about her until he noticed the way Takeomi was looking over his shoulder, petrified. He was expelled for three days

» Benkei talks to himself when he practices at the gym. He often uses the punching bag or just spars alone and imagines that he is in a YouTube tutorial. Wakasa caught him once in one of his imaginary tutorials (poor guy, he always gets the awkward moments)

I need to put myself in Wakasa's shoes for a moment.

He left his friend there without saying anything else and went home. He sure as hell finished his pack of cigarettes and went to sleep. And the next morning... Shinichiro takes his own life.

Wakasa would feel horrible, I bet he couldn't help but blame himself for it. "If I had been there... " “if I had accompanied him back home... ” “if I had convinced him not to go see that stranger... ”

Wakasa appears to be completely alone in the original timeline. We saw no trace of Benkei or Takeomi. Was Shinichiro the only friend he had left? I don't know how he could have lived knowing that the last important person in his life has taken his own life while thinking “I could've done much more for him”

: ̗̀➛ yakuza! shinwaka headcanons pt 2 𐇵

> short version. pt 1

» Wakasa was thinking about a new hairstyle for Shinichiro. It occurred to him that he could make him a mullet and bleach it blonde, or leave it in its natural color. However, that proposal never came to anything. Shinichiro is too fond of his own hair.

» Wakasa is usually carried away by anger and will surely respond badly to anyone who crosses him after a day of work so he appreciates that Shinichiro is able to make cold decisions.

» Shinichiro loves to play pool. He is a hobby that he discovered Wakasa's club. He likes to play quietly, with time for himself and his own thoughts. The sound of the balls colliding is pleasant and keeps you awake. Wakasa prefers poker.

» So, every Friday, on the top floor of that big building, while downstairs the men chat and surround themselves with women, Shinichiro plays pool alone. Surrounded by huge windows that make the sky seem close, with the stars hidden by clouds and the lights of the city on. Wakasa always watches him without saying anything.

» Shinichiro never left the house he grew up in. He never threw away Manjiro's things, he never stopped waiting for Emma. Wakasa moved to the richest neighborhood in Tokyo, but spends more time at Shinichiro's house than at his own.

» Black shirts. Sleeves rolled up to the elbows. Wakasa can't look away from those arms every time Shinichiro hands him a folder with who knows what the fuck is on it.

It turns out that Shinichiro is great at economics and finance, despite the fact that he was just an average guy in high school. His fingers brush as he takes the folder and melts into the black of his eyes, tense. Shinichiro makes him nervous, it's a fact.

» Wakasa knows that Shinichiro will always be there when a negotiation starts to turn aggressive. He knows where he keeps the gun, he knows how precious that Beretta looks when he holds it up to someone's head. He would say that that Shin's heart had been completely emptied if he were not filling it, the same with his own.

» Wakasa always tried to suppress his feelings. Ever since he was fifteen years old and found himself thinking of Shinichiro too much to be normal, ever since he noticed the way his heart beat for him. Years later, his heart doesn't beat, it burns.

» Shinichiro is surprisingly soft on Wakasa, as if his hands weren't stained with murder.

When they're alone and he holds his face lovingly, when he sits Wakasa on the kitchen counter and listens to him complaining about some shit from the Police. Shinichiro is good at listening, nodding, kissing. For someone who has lost everything, losing himself in another body doesn't sound like such a bad idea if it's with Wakasa.

» Shinichiro loves touching the tattooed roses on Wakasa's arms, sliding his fingers across the petals of his skin until reaching those of his lips.

» Wakasa has a bad temper. He's been getting worse over the years, honestly. He is not the type of boy who likes to show his emotions, even in front of Shinichiro. That is why it affects him so much that he touches it with such delicacy.

His own death didn't matter to him, but Shinichiro's? Shit, his biggest fear in those moments where he wakes up in his arms it's losing him. It is being abandoned.

» Shinichiro always acts with deliberate calm. He rarely allows himself to lose control and prefers to unload at the gym or by smoking. There isn't a day that I don't think of Manjiro. He can never get him out of his head.

He loves staying in bed with Wakasa, just staring at the ceiling, especially when it's still dawn and he feels him asleep in his arms. He will not allow himself to lose him.

» Wakasa would obediently fulfill any wish of Shinichiro, if he were asked. Not just because it would turn him on to be controlled by a man like him. He likes that Shin shows interest in him. A "stay" is enough to make him cancel any plans he had just to stay by Shin's side.

: ̗̀➛ yakuza! shinwaka headcanons 𐇵

> Wakasa's pov, implied violence, implied sex, possessiveness. nsfw. kinda narrative, angst

» Forget the good times, the laughter and the loud music while riding the motorcycle. All of that has already disappeared.

» There is no other person on the face of the earth as perceptive about Shinichiro as he is. Wakasa knows the power he emanates and that, many times, he is not aware of. Shin has always been a special guy capable of achieving anything he put his mind to. All light has gone from those black eyes, leaving a strange emptiness that he is not used to seeing.

If Wakasa was the same as always, if he hadn't been driven by ambition after the dissolution of Black Dragons, he would have grabbed him and beat him up for accepting. But, as he already thought, they were no longer two insolent brats, the old days were over and money rotted his heart.

He hardly cared what Shincihiro did, what was in his life or what he wanted to do. All he wanted was for him to stay by his side. He wanted Shinichiro just for himself.

» Wakasa would always remember that afternoon. The way he was kneeling in front of Shinichiro, changing the bandages on his knuckles with a cigarette between his lips, asking him if he was sure. After all, his little brother had just died. (If Wakasa were asked, he would say that Manjiro was long dead.)

Perhaps that was why Shinichiro had agreed. There was no one in the house where they used to meet, neither his siblings, nor his grandfather. He was completely alone.

» Not for much longer. From then on, Wakasa would be in charge of squeezing all the darkness that he could get out of that body.

Shinichiro was insightful, attentive, and intelligent. He began to use violence as a means to unload all the emotional stress he had been subjected to for years. Every time his knuckles broke and his bone shifted inches back in his hands, every time blood splattered across his face and came back with what he asked for, Wakasa smiled. He smiled and touched his back with a light pat, proud of those black eyes that only reflected him.

Shinichiro didn't have to do the dirty work, as he hadn't hesitated to put him alongside him as co-leader, but he didn't mind sending him because he knew he liked to vent.

» Seeing him there, sitting next to him on a huge leather sofa imported from Italy, satisfied his heart.

Tattoos filled every nook and cranny of Shinichiro's torso under his clothes. Mythological shapes and spines curved like daggers dyed his arms and chest black, rushing like black rivers down his abdomen to the edge of his pants. Wakasa was in charge of choosing each design to the point that he was about to sign it with the needle. He was present at all the tattoo sessions, admiring how Shincihiro endured the pain.

That was the boy who could dominate Tokyo with just a look of disdain.

» The streets of the city seemed to have been filled with poison. Firm black tentacles ran through them, making every nook of the city their own.

At night, under the moonlight, Wakasa still lived up to his name. He remembered it too many times. "White Leopard". Especially when he was driving past his old gym. He had left the place a long time ago, when he still went to sit on the edge of the boxing ring and hug himself, without Black Dragons, without Shinichiro, with no direction to follow. He had felt so fucking lonely during that time.

The memories that hardly caused him feelings anymore pushed him to take Shinichiro to the place. From a certain night, they began to see each other there, fighting friendly until sweating and panting like animals.

» Shinichiro had grown strong enough to put up a fight. He always attentive to Wakasa's movements, especially surprise attacks, the position of his feet. He had learned how to take advantage of his height and weight. Wakasa was still as skinny as he always was and if he tried hard, he could finish the fight just by throwing him to the ground in the right way and pressing him until he stopped moving.

» And Wakasa could only hold on to that hand that pressed his throat, drowning in those black eyes, his reflection diluted in a timeless lake, seeing himself for an instant in the past. Shinichiro looked fucking handsome covered in sweat, breathing heavily. Black locks like raven feathers fell down his forehead in a mess.

Then Shinichiro realized how much he was going overboard and stopped squeezing, apologizing under his breath. He got up and offered his hand to get up. Wakasa would always buy him a drink after blowing off steam in his old gym, tired of sharing canned drinks on the front steps.

Wakasa wanted that hand that was choking him to hug his waist every time he executed a traitor. The recoil of the gun would make them shake.

» What at first had been few words and a couple of drinks at the end of the day, had become a pleasant routine that made Wakasa smile. It raised feelings hidden by that concrete wall that hid a glass heart from the rest of the world, reliving memories, moments and emotions that he once thought were completely lost.

For a moment, in the night, he felt that Takeomi and Benkei were watching them, in their Black Dragons uniforms, fighting in the ring, then they would get on their motorcycles and go home in the middle of a winter night. That he would accompany Shinichiro only because he had promised Manjiro that he would bring him sweets. That it was all coming back to him and threatening to destroy his new life built on a foundation of loneliness and resentment.

» He couldn't stand it when Shinichiro had meetings alone with other executives. He didn't allow any girl in any fucking bar to come near him or hang around him. The sentiment embraced his heart with jealousy, rushing into his veins. He didn't want anyone to take it from him again. If someone were to take Shinichiro away from him, he would turn the fucking city upside down.

» He could never guess how much control Shinichiro really had over him.

Wakasa felt that he was fifteen again and he hated himself for it, wishing the night would come so that the shadows would swallow them up in the gym, in the last bar before saying goodbye. They talked about trivialities, avoided looking into each other's eyes too much and finding too many traces of the past that were beginning to surface; their personal lives weren't a topic of conversation, just as they weren't on those Sundays when Shinichiro disappeared to go to the cemetery.

» After months, maybe almost a whole year, Shinichiro decided to invite him over to his house after they got out of the gym. Wakasa looked at him in the middle of the dark street, with his car keys between his fingers, hesitating. He found himself following him to the place where they had so often met as trouble-seeking kids, a shy step behind.

Everything seemed to be in the same place. Shinichiro had never been the type to care much about money and he hadn't sold that horrible old house full of memories. Wakasa swore that things were still in Manjiro's room

» Alcohol, misplaced jokes. “This shitty place is still standing, huh?” Wakasa sat on the kitchen counter, bringing the bottle of vodka to his mouth.

They allowed themselves to lose control slightly, the formality of the last few hours. The wild features of the Shinichiro of the gym and work had disappeared, leaving in their place a melancholy expression, although it was noticeable that he was trying to smile and follow the conversation that was beginning to soak up alcohol.

Hiding behind that tough-guy facade was preferable to kneeling, clinging to Shinichiro, and begging him not to leave him again. He had had enough losing Black Dragons, Benkei, who had gone to study abroad on a scholarship, Takeomi (would he continue on non speaking terms with his little brother?). Because keeping the memories in which the color pink filled Shinichiro's cheeks was better than the shell he himself had emptied.

He was tired of waking up after dreaming with his past self. Looking at himself in the mirror and asking how did they end up like this. Why.

» If Shinichiro had never agreed to join his gang, they wouldn't be kissing like they were losing each other again.

They would have gone on without each other, getting lost in the depths of Tokyo. Shinichiro might have ended his life. Wakasa would have rotted in money and women until he realized that he had never wanted that life.

But, there they were. Wakasa expected a sharp blow from his teeth, that his lips would collide violently, that he would dig his nails into his back. However, Shinichiro only slid his hands over his face, holding it gently, so delicate as not to break him. Their lips met in silence, the wind was blowing hard outside.

Wakasa's eyes couldn't help but fill with tears at the softness of him He tangled his fingers in the black locks, pressing himself against the other's body.

As if they had waited for this all their lives. Shinichiro still held his chin, clumsily melting into his mouth, so careful that Wakasa almost cried out that it burned in his heart.

» He expected him to forcefully throw him onto the bed, put his hand on his throat and make him bite the pillows. But Shinichiro was that ray of Moon escaping from his control.

“Don't you dare leave me” Wakasa threatened, “if you do... I'll kill you”

The gun fell out of his clothing and bounced on the floor with a crash. Shinichiro looked at the weapon, expressionless. Then he looked at Wakasa. He traced the flowers of his tattoos with fingers still cold from winter.

“I won't” he promised.

Wakasa shivered under his touch, his shirt open and his heart in his fist. He nodded, letting tears stream down his face. The gloom turned them into pieces of glass from all the mirrors in which he had lost his reflection.

» In the end, Shinichiro would always be his commander.

They are the perfect mix of melancholy and joy. I can't think of them without feeling a note of pain :')

I have the hc that Sanzu is very closed when it comes to trying new things, including food. Surely he is a maniac who loves routines and monotony and only allows Mucho to get him out of there. At first I'm sure he pouted, but he didn't complain because he was his captain. After the cheesecake event he probably got carried away and tried more desserts.

He's surely very secretive, especially about his private life, about the things he likes and doesn't like. And little by little, with Mucho, he began to feel that connection that invited him to suggest places to go together and enjoy a good snack after a fight.

I'm sure Mucho loves watching him, especially when he takes off his mask staring at the food and proceeds to disinfect the cutlery to eat and when sanzu realizes he is being watched, a small smile escapes him accompanied by a gruff "What's up?"

Surely Sanzu gives him everything he doesn't want 🥺🤍

He probably pays and Sanzu hates him for it. Sanzu hates being invited to things and prefers that everyone pay their fair share. But Mucho jokes and says that one day he will return it to him and that he has nothing to worry about.

After killing him, Sanzu remembers the money he owed Mucho and that he never paid back: ((

the cheesecake thing still hurts

: ̗̀➛ some fluffy bf rindou hcs 𐇵

𐇵 he's a bit shy. on a date, he thinks for half an hour about daring to hold your hand for the first time and blushes when you make the decision to do it

𐇵 he won't stop looking at you when you're by his side, thinking about how pretty you are and how much he likes you. you always catch him looking at you and when you ask him if something's wrong, he wouldn't know what to answer. "you, you is what happens" he would say, looking away, blushing

𐇵 he used to steal his brother's shampoos so he could look better in front of you during the time when you were still getting to know each other. on one of those occasions his hair was a mess because he took the wrong shampoo and you recommended him one. since then he always used it and remembers you every time he sees it in his bathroom

𐇵 he's a slightly insecure person for having spent his life in the shadow of his brother, afraid that you might leave him for someone else

𐇵 he loves to make you feel special with little details, no matter if the date is important or not. flowers, boxes full of chocolates or simply a night walk on the beach. the latter is his favourite option. you would go to the beach for a walk and he would lend you his jacket if it was cold. he would love to kiss you in front of the sea, holding your waist close

𐇵 he loves to hold your hand or put an arm around your shoulders when you're in public

𐇵 he's quite protective. he stands behind you on subway escalators to make sure no one looks up your skirt/dress

𐇵 he loves to hide in your chest when you pamper each other, listen to the rhythm of your heart while you caress his hair. he feels safe when you hug him like that and he whispers how much he loves you

𐇵 cuddles, cuddles, cuddles, he's super cuddly and cute, specially when he's sleepy after taking a nap and surrounds your body in a hug from behind, burying his face in your neck. yeah, he likes to have quality time with you, but loves to be in bed, just talking and hearing about your day, cuddling or watching movies, specially if it's raining outside

𐇵 he will always accompany you back home and make sure you arrive safely. no matter how long it takes him to get to his own house, he will never leave you alone if it's night

𐇵 he loves soft kisses, looking at you closely with that little smile between kisses while holding your face. in general, he loves silence and physical contact. it feels intimate and he will speak in a whisper because he only wants you to listen. he really loves being in a bubble with you

𐇵 he loves receiving photos of your outfits every time you go out and maybe he'll send you one of him at the gym

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I have a theory: Ran is a cat

I'm sure that if they rub against him on the subway or if someone bump into him anywhere, he'll start to fix his clothes and hair as if they had stained him. Like, at the minimum physical contact with anyone he'll get mad.

He probably carries a pocket mirror and is the kind of person who looks at himself in shop and car windows. And Rindou is sick of it. They're walking down the street and Ran stops again and again to look at himself because a gust of wind messed up his hairstyle. And he hates rainy days bc the humidity messes his hair. Rainy days are also the perfect excuse to take long naps

I'm 100% sure he spends all money in beauty products for his spa days. man, i wish i could

The only chance Rindou has to subtly laugh at him is with technology. Sure he calls him "boomer" when he doesn't know how to use something xD

I don't really remember what the Haitani apartment looked like, but imagine this. There is only one bathroom. Rindou is completely fed up with Ran taking up all the space with his things and the worst part is that if he touches anything, Ran will throw him off the balcony. Besides, he hates finding hair everywhere, on his toothbrush, on the floor, on the sofa. Poor Rin 😩✨

I think he rather has dry skin and that's why he has a humidifier. Somewhere I read that it was good for skins of that type. And I'm sure he uses a lot of hand cream after fights to moisturize his knuckles🥺💖

He would never take anything that messes w his beauty, surely he would start smoking and drinking alcohol in Bonten because of stress :')

look at my little meow meow 🌸

Well he was mentally unstable 🫠

I mean, Sanzu isn't better, but at least he knows how to stay calm and handle situations with absolute coldness (I'm talking about the tenjiku arc, because in the end the CB3 only goes so far)

On the other hand, Izana seemed to be the kind of person who gets easily obsessed with things. Shinichiro, Manjiro, blood bonds.

Why? He never had anything that was completely his, that's why maybe. A family, a brother, friends. Even if he had Kakucho he focused on revenge, because he wasn't capable of thinking about anything more.

He isn't a good match.

Not to mention that he was very possessive over the things he loved/wanted

Remember the time Kakucho scold him? Or the time he made a boy kill himself

But, Izana wasn't a bad person. Or I wouldn't define him as such. He was just a child who had been abandoned, who, like all children, just wanted to be happy, to be loved, and he found a world that rejected him.

And love, for such broken person it's hard.

Also, I assume that the fact that he was half-Filipino also affected him, not only because of the Shinichiro issue and the blood ties, but because what was Filipino about him appart from his blood? The language, the culture? Did he know anything about the Philippines? Izana didn't even have a home to belong to culturally. He didn't have an identity

In another world, if he had been loved since the beginning, maybe things would have been different. He seemed so nice, even as a child he had that kindness and that childish sparkle. He had his guitar, his plants, his fish...

He would've been a good lover <3

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I am insanely curious to know how Ran knows Kakucho.

He may have heard about Izana when he was the leader of the Black Dragons, and later he met him in juvie, but what about Kakucho? We never really knew where Kakucho was while Izana was 1) in Black Dragons and 2) when Shinichiro died when Kisaki went to visit him

When Ran says that he admired them, was he referring to their way of living? To the ideals of Tenjiku?

At a certain point in the fight, Izana mentions that the Tenjiku members are following him out of fear. However, this is not really the case.

Ran really admired Izana and Kakucho, he looks very devastated and even seems to stay a few more seconds next to their bodies, while Rindou leaves him space because he may know how much the situation is affecting him.

First: the fight was intense for him. While he is initially shown as someone who enjoys violence, he later becomes agitated due to Rindou being injured. And then, he loses those he admired. That night had to be tiring for him.

And the rest? The rest of the Tenjiku members decided to stay and be arrested instead of running away.

None of them followed Izana out of fear, as he said. Let's take South as an example of following someone out of fear: they all abandoned him when he died. South didn't have any ideals in particular, people followed him because of his extreme violence. That's the difference between them.

Izana also used violence, ofc, but he had something else. South only had the violence and everyone left him when he died, as if nothing had happened.

Izana truly marked a before and after in everyone's hearts.

His ideals are understandable and it is easy to empathize with him, because everyone in Tokyo Revengers is alone in some way. Let us remember that one of the reasons why gangs in Japan and Bōsōzoku exist is because of the need to escape from a society as rigid as theirs.

It is referenced that Mutō had nowhere to go chapter where he and Sanzu meet, the Haitani brothers had always been next to each other, with no one else and only seem to care about themselves, so presumably they only have each other, both as colleagues and family. Not much is known about the rest, but they probably had a way of life in which the gang was everything to them.

Even though all of them, especially Kakucho, knew that he was possibly crazy, they stayed with the two of them even knowing that they would be sent to juvie again.

Tenjiku was the ideal utopia they all needed. They truly respected him.

And, going back to Ran, I assume he still appreciates Kakucho. I loved that gesture of camaraderie he had with him helping him walk at the end of the Three Deities battle. I assume Rindou is walking behind them and it's one of the moments where Ran is seen actively interacting with someone other than his brother.

It is strictly forbidden to forget that Mutō gave his leather jacket to Sanzu

I wonder what Sanzu did with it after killing him

My personal headcanon is that just as Mutō gave him the mask to cover his scars, he gave him his jacket because he was cold. He cared about him :')

And Bonten! Sanzu keeps the jacket at the bottom of his closet. When he's high he probably picks it up and wraps himself in it. If he tries hard, it still smells of him, it's still warm, and he can feel a hand caressing his head, his messy hair. A voice afar from him telling something he would never hear.

“I'm sorry”, he mutters then

So... let's ignore all the Kanto Manji vs Tokyo Manji thing to focus on them <3

Shinichiro loves listening to Wakasa talk, because he wasn't very talkative back then.

Wakasa speaks quietly, sitting next to him, his head resting on his chest. And Shinichiro nods, combing his hair delicately, as he hears about what has happened in the gang world in Tokyo. At a certain point, Wakasa falls silent.

He has never been a very talkative boy. He had always preferred to make himself understood with other small gestures and expressions, which is why Shinichiro has always treasured the moments where he truly expanded. "Is everything alright?" Shinichiro asks and stop touching his hair.

Wakasa goes completely still, Shinichiro can feel him shaking with impatience, as if the words are stuck in his throat and he's choking on them. "I'm sorry"

"Sorry for what?"

"We couldn't keep the spirit of Black Dragons alive. It's our fault, it's my... "

"It's not"

He nods at the command and obediently shuts his mouth, but continues to torment himself.

Once upon a time, the name of Black Dragons was heard here and there, from one end of the city to the other. The domain of the weak King, the sound of motorcycles, broken and bleeding knuckles at night. Black Dragons were once everything to everyone, to the point that there wasn't one who hadn't heard of them.

Wakasa feels guilty for having let the feeling that united them die. But what would he have done otherwise? He was able to accept that the gang disbanded, learned to have his own life outside of that world, and even continued to be with Shinichiro. But, after the accident, Wakasa forgot everything.

He forgot how to live without his lips, without the smell of wound disinfectant, the warmth of someone who rested his head on his lap to smoke a night late cigarette. And with all this his soul left, leaving a body devoid of emotion.

He raises his head in shame and looks at his commander. Deep black eyes in which he sees himself reflected and recognizes that he isn't the same as he was years ago. He looks tired, on the verge of tears, exhausted.

"Do you know what I did after I found out about the accident? Seeing you on a stretcher and knowing it was forever?"

"No"

"I went back to the gym and broke my fuckin' hands. That's what I did. I couldn't stand a world without you, Shin"

The aching sensation of broken bones still clung to his skin. The pain every time he moved his fingers, the inability to do anything for himself. He spent half a day without eating, just looking at his hands, red and covered in bloody scratches, the knuckle that had stuck back unpleasantly, waiting for him to appear to heal him and tell him it was a bad dream.

And so every day, waking up with a feeling of emptiness in his chest, as if something more than his heart had been ripped out. Live without living. That's how it felt to be without Shinichiro.

Then when he feels his lips, a spark ignites in his withered heart. The petals grow back, entangling in his lungs, giving life to a sigh. He feels his hands holding his face with the clumsy delicacy that had always characterized him, he misses the taste of nicotine, but melts into the kiss like something he has always needed.

He remembers what nights at home were like, the movies they didn't pay attention to because Shinichiro was pathetically trying to wrap his shoulders around him with the old fake yawn trick, and Wakasa would laugh and taunt him, grabbing him and kissing him somewhat roughly, commenting that he wouldn't do it again until the movie was over.

Then, in bed, it was the desire to have him close, to feel his chest against his back and his breath on his neck, to know he would be there when he woke up.

Wakasa loves him so much that he can't help himself understand why he keeps crying, self-destructing himself in a kiss that was supposed to have healed him.

Shinichiro watches him closely, smiling sleepily. "I missed hearing you talk, you're so beautiful"

Wakasa wants to talk about what will happen from then on. There are still many movies to see, many night talks, many cigarettes, drinks and smoke.

Wakasa wants to talk, but he can only kiss him until he feels that everything is fine.

<3

Musan [Mutō / Sanzu] relationship headcanons

> based on Walhalla arc/timeline

> nsfw at the end

Nsfw from here! ♡